Summary

"Let's burn this bitch to the ground," Achilles hissed, voice tense, on edge with eagerness to take the legacy of the Iriryn and set it aflame with his three younger brothers as he rose his azure blue fan to the sky above them. In a breath's time, the others followed suit. Pythios lowered his head, eyes staring intently at his eldest brother; Cassander stared with a broken kind of determination, a style of anger that one could only see in the eyes. Orpheus himself even glared to his feet, eyes hard and unmerciful - and Achilles, angriest of them all, burned villages to the ground in his mind while he watched the castle behind Pythios.

Or alternatively:In which the four princes - both exiled and royal - decide to dethrone and destroy the king of Irihan and his empire.